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My first ever choccie lolly, at Bodiam Castle.
My first ever roly poly – at Camber Sands, Kent.
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…907,200 minutes. Or 54,432,000 seconds.
I’ll stop there. You get the idea. Plus, there aren’t really any smaller meaningful units of time to use anyway.
But that’s how old I’ll be tomorrow.
“Cuddoos”, Vieve x
Just wanted to thank my brilliant Grambles and Grumbles for looking after me when the parentals were away in Shanghai and Meribel. What a pair of jetsetters – maybe I can come along next time, hint hint? I had a great time with the grrs, going to the zoo, to the ball pool, for walks in the park – we did LOADS!
Lots and lots of love, Vieve
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I am 18 months old.
Some things cannot be stopped by the credit crunch.
I will prevail.
I am talking in Spanish and English.
I say “Wo-wo” for doggie. “Si” for yes. “No” for “no”.
I am thinking of setting up an Import/Export business.
But it’s not a good time right now…
I had a brilliant time in Devon the other weekend. Photos coming along soon enough.
Love you my fans
xxx
and from several years back:
People at Ma and Pa’s work made this:
Hope you enjoy it
x
I just can’t go fast enough! I’m running everywhere I go! Sometimes it means I fall over but… so what?! Gotta get moving, gotta get to where I’m going, you know what I mean? Can’t slow me down, no siree 
‘Baby Driver’ by Simon & Garfunkel
My daddy was the family bassman
My mamma was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn
With music coming in my ears
In my ears
Chorus
They call me the baby driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
I hit the road and I’m gone
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels
Ba ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels
My daddy was a prominent frogman
My mamma was in the naval reserve
When I was young I carried a gun
But I never got the chance to serve
I did not serve
Chorus
My daddy got a big promotion
My mamma got a raise in pay
There’s no-one home, we’re all alone
Oh come to my room and play
Yes, we can play
I’m not talking about your pigtails
But I’m talking ’bout your sex appeal
I hit the road and I’m gone
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels
Ba ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels…
Have a look at this site for some funny pics of dads and their babies – with heads swapped!
heheheee
See ya later fans! I’m off to Portugal for a while peeps so play it cool and I’ll give you an update in a wee while xxx
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